Mountain Delights (Wild Mountain Men 2)

Whatever. I was done trying to figure them out.

Hailey came over to me, went up on her tiptoes and gave me a kiss. “Hey,” she whispered. “Why are your parents nice to Cy? Shouldn’t they hate him because of his dad?”

I looked to where Dad and Cy were talking, my mother walking outside to yell at the movers.

I shook my head. “I was thinking the same damned thing. I swear, I’ll never understand them.”

“They like me,” she replied. The tone was far from smug, only stating a fact.

I nodded. “They do.”

“They can tell their golf buddies their son is dating a famous skier.”

I nodded, then kissed her temple. “That they can. It works for me. I tell people in the checkout line I’m fucking a famous skier.”

She rolled her eyes and punched me in the arm. I couldn’t help but laugh. “What? It’s true.”

“Lucas,” my dad called. We looked his way.

“Cy here says he’s with Hailey, too.”

“What?” Mom practically screeched as she came through the doorway and overheard.

I looked at Hailey, who didn’t seem the least bit bothered. Thank fuck. I didn’t plan to keep our relationship with her a secret, but I didn’t expect Cy to tell my parents. They were assholes and she didn’t need any of their asshole-ness aimed her way.

“That’s right. She’s mine and Cy’s,” I told them.

“Actually, Mr. and Mrs. Mills,” Hailey said, setting her hand on my arm, giving it a squeeze. “Lucas and Cy are mine. I want them both.”

I’d said the same damned thing, but coming from Hailey, they believed it because Mom quickly shut the front door, barring the movers from finishing their job.

“You can’t be serious,” she hissed, her eyes darting from Cy to me. “Both of you? What will people say?”

“That I’m lucky to have two wild mountain men for my own?” Hailey suggested.

“What kind of man are you? Certainly not a Mills,” Dad snarled. His face was splotchy, a vein bulged at his temple. “First taking up with that slut, Kit, then going to war. I mean, really. Let other guys save the world. You just needed to settle down and take over the family business. But needing Cy because you’re not enough for a woman on your own? A Mills man is supposed to be better than everyone else, not half.”

I stilled, barely breathed. I knew how my parents felt about me, but the venom they were spewing now was poisonous and it would take me down, just as they wanted. If my parents thought like this, then it was a good thing Hailey had Cy, too. I’d known they were right because that was what I’d been telling myself all along. I was broken, and I couldn’t give Hailey everything alone.

“Actually, Mr. Mills, trust me, Lucas is all man,” Hailey said, her chin tipped up, her voice full of sass. “I can assure you his dick is magic. I might be a famous ski racer, but I’m greedy and like two men who know what they’re doing.”

Cy smothered a laugh by coughing.

Hailey looked up at me. “It doesn’t seem like they need any help moving. Want to head out?”

I looked into those gorgeous blue eyes. I saw anger and laughter, heat and sass in their depths and wondered how pink her ass still was, if Cy had spanked her more after I’d left. My parents didn’t faze her. Not one bit. Did I want to come? Hell, yes. Deep in her pussy and my dick agreed.

7

CY

“I thought you didn’t want to be in town,” Lucas grumbled as he walked up. Neither of us had wanted to leave a vehicle at Erin’s house where we might run into his parents again, so we’d both driven, meeting downtown in front of the bar.

He was in a shitty mood, and I didn’t blame him. He was used to his parents dicking him around, but his dad saying he was less than a man for sharing a woman? Fuck, I hated that asshole.

“I don’t,” I replied, opening the door, music from the jukebox blasting us along with the warm air. “But after that shit show, we need beer and I’m hungry. I’m sick of my own cooking.”

Hailey went in first, and I eyed her ass. Fuck, did it still have my handprint on it? I remembered the feel of her pussy as it milked my dick, then the feel of her hot mouth as she sucked me dry. Fuck, I was getting hard. “I figure with Hailey famous like she is, everyone will be focused on her, not the son of Dennis Seaborn,” I added.